C position study, God chooses the way

"There is no general who wins forever, this is what Mu Heng told me. To be a man, you must always maintain a humble heart, so that you can go further."

Yan Zhao's facial muscles twitched.

Unexpectedly, under such circumstances, he could be preached by Mu Heng from afar.

Don't come here!Get out!

"Heh." Yan Zhao took a deep breath, "I think Mu Heng can't even protect himself today, let alone you."

"You still listen to him, you really look like a second fool. No wonder you can even stump you with the simplest math problems, what a weak scum..."

Ke Han frowned.

"What did you say?"

Before getting Yan Zhao's answer, the makeup artist came in with a bag in his hand.

……

Backstage is busy.

Yan Zhao was taken away by the staff who came in behind the makeup artist, and he didn't know why he appeared here.

Ke Han rubbed his eyebrows, and let the makeup artist keep making gestures on his face, but finally heard her muttering in a low voice: "Little brother, it's hard for your sister to deal with your face..."

"why?"

"Ah?" The makeup artist lady was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she had spoken her mind.

She bit her lip and hesitated for a while before explaining: "I feel like you don't have any other makeup to wear except lip gloss and light blush. I think your skin looks pretty good." Yes, the pores are not obvious, and the facial features are perfect...It's so good to be young..."

Ke Han smiled and said nothing.

This is not very important to him.

It was before, and it is now.

"Then Miss Sister, you can play freely, I can stand it."

Seeing the smile on Ke Han's face, the makeup artist couldn't help but gently tapped Ke Han's forehead with the powder, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling up: "You glib kid, which school do you go to? Today's TV station There are a lot of students here, this show is so ostentatious, do you want to send you to debut directly?"

"Tuk Tuk."

Someone outside the dressing room knocked on the door without force, looking polite.

The makeup artist didn't care and shouted without even looking back: "Come in, the door is unlocked!"

As she yelled this sentence, she took out a small bottle of isolation essence from the bottom of the bag next to her, and said to Ke Han in a very low voice, mysteriously: "Forget it, because you are so talkative, my sister will give it to you." You do a little nursing first, so as not to ruin such a beautiful face in my hands."

Before Ke Han could respond, she opened the bottles and jars of the sample and moved her hands.

"Crack."

A girl came in through the door.

He was wearing an improved school uniform with fake double-breasted white top and red bottom, and embroidered phoenix patterns billowing red dust and flames on the back, the hem of the jacket, and near the sleeves.

Obviously, this girl is a student of Tiange No. [-] Middle School.

In the entire south of the Yangtze River, only Tiange No. [-] Middle School dared to order this style of school uniforms for their students. Their uniqueness is not only reflected in teaching.

At that time, the education department asked Tiange No. [-] Middle School for its opinions on various aspects of support, and finally got a letter of opinion from Tiange No. [-] Middle School collectively.

It was just one sentence—leave us alone—and the thousand signatures attached to the letter.

With this kind of virtue, Tiange No. [-] Middle School is still the well-deserved No. [-] high school in Jiangnan, and the level is evident.

The girl was carrying a small bag like the make-up artist, but it was smaller than the make-up artist's.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Ke Han who was putting on makeup. She blinked her eyes, looked at him twice, and then walked to the empty dressing table inside.

The dressing table next to Ke Han.

Ke Han was wearing a school uniform. On the left chest of the school uniform jacket, there was a circle of Anhe No. [-] Middle School logo, which clearly said Anhe No. [-] Middle School.

The blue and white school uniform jacket was hung generously on the back of Ke Han's chair, allowing Chu Baiyue to know the other party's school immediately.

Chu Baiyue's eyes were lively, she first said to the make-up artist lady: "Miss sister, will you come to make up for me later?"

The makeup artist glanced at her with a smile, kept moving her hands, and simply agreed.

"Then I'll apply this mask first, and then Miss Sister will put on my makeup when she's free. It's more convenient, okay?"

Seeing the mask in Chu Baiyue's hands, the makeup artist has been immersed in this for a long time, so she naturally knew that it was the kind that would help to put on makeup, so she nodded in agreement.

She turned her face away and remembered one thing, and discussed with Ke Han: "By the way, kid, you'd better take off your colored contact lenses, I'm afraid that something will go wrong when I'm putting on makeup, which will prevent me from applying eye makeup or something. "

Anyway, this brat definitely doesn't know anything about makeup, so the makeup artist didn't explain to him why he had to take off his contact lenses.

It's okay not to take it off, just don't put on makeup.

Ke Han thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I can't pick it."

The makeup artist lady raised her eyebrows: "It's fine, you boys are so stubborn. Then I won't care about the eyes, and I will give you some other places. When you go home and watch the live video, don't blame my sister for putting on makeup. You are uglier than others."

Chu Baiyue who was next to him laughed when she heard the words, and interrupted to tease: "Miss sister, I don't think this classmate needs makeup anymore, please do it for me, and put on all the concealer he doesn't need, and put me on it." Make it more beautiful, the boys themselves think they don't need these things."

"You can't say that..." the makeup artist murmured, "You don't have to eat, but you have to put on makeup..."

However—Ke Han really didn't need to put on makeup.

A very perfect state.

The makeup artist lady found a few tools and gave Ke Han a solution. She asked Ke Han to open his eyes.

Apart from making his overall complexion look a little more rosy, and preventing his face from turning pale like a corpse under the bright lights of the stage, the make-up artist lady didn't do anything else.

The first time Ke Han opened his eyes, he turned his head and looked at Chu Baiyue who was wearing a mask and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

A girl with very delicate facial features.

Sensing the commotion in the dressing room, Chu Baiyue immediately opened her eyes and met Ke Han's gaze.

She pursed her lips and smiled, her face was slightly rounded, and she looked like the kind of person who was easy to get along with.

Ke Han: "Hi, I'm Ke Han from Anhe No. [-] Middle School."

With a mask on Chu Baiyue's face, she was not very talkative, so she took out a mobile phone from the small handbag next to her, entered a few words on the mobile phone, and then showed it to Ke Han.

[Hi, I'm Chu Baiyue from Tiange No. [-] Middle School. 】

[Are you also here to participate in the "Strongest Scholar" Invitational Tournament? 】

Ke Han: "Yes."

Chu Baiyue looked at Ke Han's face, as if she was waiting for the other party's next words.

But after a few seconds, she suddenly realized: This high school student named Ke Han really seems to have nothing else to say.

"..."

Is it such a death dialogue?

Chu Baiyue twitched the corner of her mouth helplessly, took back her phone and re-typed a sentence on it.

[Come on for the game later! 】

Ke Han: "Okay, thank you, you too."

Chu Baiyue: "..."

What is the feeling of this elementary school students talking in English? !

Ke Han got up, and after getting the make-up artist's tacit approval, he left the dressing room without showing any curiosity about Chu Baiyue.

It seems that Tiange No. [-] Middle School is nothing more than that.

Chu Baiyue took off the mask and watched Ke Han disappear at the door, her heart suddenly "thumped".

She just remembered: what the hell? !Mu Heng's successor to the world's socialism belongs to his Xiu'er, a talented student. Is he also in Anhe No. [-] Middle School? !

Mu Heng's classmate?

Chu Baiyue was so frightened that the mask in her hand trembled and almost fell to the ground.

A group of classmates who came to cheer up saw Ke Han after he had put on makeup, and they left together, instead of squatting in the background to cause trouble for the staff.

Mu Heng and Ke Han's dinner was arranged by the TV station, and they, the onlookers, had to go out to find food by themselves.

The staff member who had just brought Ke Han into the dressing room came over at this time, and he sent a basic script to all the students who participated in the program.

High school students who knew each other in twos and threes gathered together, talking and laughing.

Most of the students present were sophomores, just like Ke Han, except that they had participated in many such competitions since the first year of high school, and had met each other two or three times.

What's more, even if they didn't participate in the event, it didn't prevent them from getting acquainted with each other through various related topics.

After excluding Mu Heng's level of influencing factors, it is basically impossible for someone who can stand out from at least a hundred people in the school to be a social idiot.

Ke Han habitually hid a little in the corner, holding the basic script in his hand, browsing through it carefully, and quickly figured out a clue.

To put it simply: wait for the background music and then go on stage, after going on stage, carry out the fun competition process under the arrangement of the host, and finally exit in an orderly manner.

The rest is blank.

Anyway, with the host, it's over.

It can be seen that part of the imitation of the operation mode of PAYM derivative programs.

Think of learning as a specialty, and the participating student contestants are "entertainers" with this specialty.

Normal "entertainers" and "actors" compete for singing, dancing and acting skills, while these student contestants strive for mastery of various knowledge.

Of course, this program should be more entertaining than PAYM's derivative program, not just a simple question-and-answer mode.

Ke Han found the water outlet and poured himself a glass of water from a disposable paper cup, biting the edge of the paper cup, thoughtful.

"You should have fished in the World Forum recently, right?"

I don't know who made the first sentence, and the topic quickly began to shift to some of the content Ke Han knew.

"Recently, I've almost been pissed off. Why are there so many idiots? Are they still living in the last century?"

"how?"

"They actually said that my male god Persian cat is the son of a cursed devil!"

"Your god is a cat?"

"No, my male god is Graham, who gave me the nickname 'Gram', that poor little guy who was bullied by PAYM and retired, how pitiful? Even PAYM blacks like me like him a little bit."

Ke Han: "..."

Maomao is confused.

"How do you know that your male god is a pitiful being bullied? Maybe he is a tyrannosaurus rex."

"Hey - what is the virtue of PAYM, you can see it by looking at the world forum. There is no fan who does not follow stars. If you study well, the forum is almost labeled as a place for star chasers. However, in their words, My male god has few resources and doesn't even miss a face, who knows if he is ugly or not?"

"Wait... I'm a little confused when you say that. Isn't PAYM the selection organization for the youth mathematics league in the Panxi Eighth District? When did they become a brokerage company? Isn't their goal to participate in the math league?"

Ke Han opened his mouth, wanting to answer this question.

But in the end he held back.

No, absolutely not off the horse.

"Capital is for profit. Although PAYM is a selection and training organization, their selection and training have the same meaning as online game players and artists."

"If you do well in the questions, of course you will be selected and trained, but if you are good-looking and have other specialties, and can bring a lot of profits to the organization, then you are the core. Sigh, blue and green pupils or something It's so pretty."

Ke Han, who has been excluded for many years because of the problem of mixed pupils, silently lowered his eyes and stared at the liquid surface of the calm water glass in his hand. The premonition of danger told him that he had better not drink water at this time.

"You've never seen anyone's face."

Ke Han raised his forehead: ... No, I saw it, she just smiled as she watched me pick up the water.

"What face? What face do you want! My male god can conquer the world by solving problems!"

Ke Han: "..."

He felt that he couldn't stay here any longer.

If he stayed any longer, he would be ashamed to death on the spot because he accidentally overheard something strange about himself.

Ke Han turned around and left.

I don't know where Mu Heng has gone, otherwise I could have given him the water glass so that I wouldn't have to hold it in my hand.

However, Mu Heng doesn't seem to drink cold water much...

Chu Baiyue just came out of the dressing room at this time, with a small bag in her hand, she saw Ke Han holding a glass of water in her hand and looking around blankly, as if she didn't know where she should go.

She felt that the two of them already knew each other, so she walked over to say hello to him naturally.

"what are you doing?"

Ke Han: "Stand."

Chu Baiyue: "..."

Oh, I almost forgot this kid's death response dialogue mode.

She rolled her eyes and said a little funnyly: "Let me introduce the classmates over there to you. Although only one student came from each school, there are two from our Tiange. The rest of the classmates I I know quite a few of them. Speaking of which, it should be the first time for you to participate in this kind of competition at the level of Jiangnan Province, and it is also the first time for me to meet you."

After a long paragraph, Ke Han reluctantly replied: "Huh? Well, yes."

Chu Baiyue walked to the center of the group of people without saying a word. She first said hello to a male student with black-rimmed glasses, and then said to him: "I just met a classmate from Anhe No. [-] Middle School. He should know Mu Heng."

Ke Han froze when he heard Mu Heng's name.

They also know Mu Heng?

Zhu Mingcheng pushed his black-rimmed glasses, with a clear smile on his face.

He nodded inconspicuously towards Chu Baiyue, then took two steps in Ke Han's direction, and said in a natural manner: "Hi, I'm Zhu Mingcheng from Tiange No. [-] Middle School, and my hobbies are World War I and European history. No Do you know if you have any hobbies in history?"

Ke Han shook his head: "I am Ke Han from Anhe No. [-] Middle School, and I have no interest in history."

"puff."

Chu Baiyue, who was greeting others, laughed out loud, and quickly covered her mouth, pretending that she hadn't done anything.

Zhu Mingcheng secretly rolled his eyes without anyone noticing.

He asked again: "Are you a sophomore in high school?"

Ke Han had no choice but to hold the paper cup in his hand and nodded slightly.

Zhu Mingcheng found things interesting.

Mu Heng is also a sophomore in high school.

He chose an entry point: "Mu Heng is also your sophomore student, right?"

Ke Han: "He is my classmate."

To be more precise, Mu Heng was his classmate.

But since Zhu Mingcheng didn't ask, Ke Han naturally chose not to answer.

A high school boy not far from Chu Baiyue suddenly frowned.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Zhu Mingcheng who said the word "Mu Heng" with a slightly unnatural expression. His body trembled slightly, he looked around the surrounding environment, and finally fixed his gaze on On the door at the backstage of the recording and broadcasting hall, it seemed as if he might rush out at any time, and fled through the door.He is obviously a 1.8-meter-high man with a strong back and waist, but at this moment he looks extraordinarily weak, helpless, and pitiful.

Still shivering.

"Mu Heng? Mu Heng? Mu Heng! Where is he?"

Chu Baiyue was the first to realize the problem, quickly pressed the other person's shoulder, and forcibly comforted him: "Xiong Ying, calm down, take a deep breath, take a deep breath..."

Ke Han looked at Zhu Chengming in front of him with a suspicious expression. He didn't understand why the boy had such a sudden reaction, and he was trying to ask the boy questions from Zhu Mingcheng.

Why does this classmate named Xiong Ying seem to have seen a ghost.

Ke Han lowered his voice and asked Zhu Mingcheng, "What's wrong with him?"

Zhu Chengming snapped his fingers: "You've asked a good question, but it's hard for me to explain to you the intricate grievances and grievances. There is no emotion. To put it simply, if it wasn't for Mu Heng's fast running, this Xicheng Zhonggao The classmate may directly draw out a 40-meter broadsword to die with Mu Heng."

Ke Han was puzzled: "Why?"

Zhu Mingcheng: "Xiong Ying, that is, this male classmate of Xicheng Zhonggao, his alma mater in junior high school is Guangming Middle School - next door to Tiange No. [-] Middle School, but it is two extremes with our Tiange No. [-] Middle School."

When he said this, he pushed his glasses and showed a very subtle smile.

"Mu Heng's alma mater is the junior high school of Tiange No. [-] Middle School, but because his application was approved, he doesn't need to appear in class, as long as his grades are stable at the top."

Ke Han couldn't figure out the connection between these two sentences at all: "Is there any inevitable connection between this student's abnormal behavior when he heard Mu Heng's name?"

Zhu Mingcheng smiled happily.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that Mu Heng climbed over the wall and went to the next-door Guangming Middle School. He hid in the last class of Guangming Middle School for three months, and finally turned that group of people into 'good students'."

Ke Han raised his eyebrows: "...But...Mu Heng is lurking in the school next door, won't the teacher of the school next door find out? He should be caught directly and sent back to your Tiange No. [-] Middle School, right?"

The smile on Zhu Chengming's face got bigger and bigger, until it was a little mysterious at the end.

He shook his head and replied: "Of course not. Since the college entrance examination system was changed ten years ago, the two models of floating classes and fixed classes have been coexisting in various places. And Guangming Middle School completely imitates the teaching method of Tiange, If you have been there, you will know that the class is very mobile. Unless you are a student in the higher echelon, the teacher will not pay special attention to you. This means that even if a class is mixed in Other students, the teacher may not be able to recognize him in time."

"Mu Heng pays attention to the group of students who are not paid special attention by the teacher. He lurks among all the students and disguises himself very well."

"By the way, if it wasn't because I couldn't pass Mu Heng's level of application, I would also like to visit Guangming Middle School next door."

"At that time, he went to Guangming Middle School every day. He took the brand-new textbook out of the drawer of the absent student and took the lead in reading. I couldn't sleep after being read. Those poor fellows couldn't beat Mu Heng again and again, so they could only get a little peace by reading with Mu Heng unwillingly."

"Mu Heng was active in class at Guangming Middle School like the teacher's entrustment. He was still the kind of expert in analyzing knowledge points. If he didn't answer all the questions correctly, he could sing and cooperate with the teacher to create laughter. Finally, he could focus everyone's attention and successfully achieve An elite credential for basic teaching purposes.”

Zhu Mingcheng snapped his fingers again: "Also, it's not that the school didn't find out, it's just that they didn't bother to expose it."

"If it were you, would you expose a person who goes to your school every day and devotes all his energy to your school in order to let a large number of scumbags in your school who can't even control the teachers study hard, and still don't get a penny?"

"Mu Heng has done for the school and the parents what they couldn't do together."

"However-Xiong Ying and Mu Heng died together not because of this incident."

"He wants to die with Mu Heng because when Mu Heng was in Guangming Middle School, he hid for three days and snatched his position as the boss. This made him very embarrassed and forced him to do nothing but be Mu Heng. My younger brother, study with him." Zhu Mingcheng couldn't help laughing at this thought, "Ha...you may not imagine that the largest group of ex-delinquents in Quanguang Middle School, after they were cleaned up by Mu Heng, not only Recognize Mu Heng as the boss who takes the lead in self-study early every day. They have to arrive early and leave at night every day to ensure the sanitation and tidiness of the campus environment, and remember to supervise each other to complete the learning goals arranged by the boss every day... Otherwise, they will be excluded by everyone , but also be ridiculed for not being worthy of the title of 'delinquent boy of the new era'."

He couldn't stop laughing, and adjusted his glasses: "What's even more frightening is that among this bunch of scumbags, Mu Heng pretended to be even more scumbags than them. It made the group realize how important learning is because of him." They are worried about what to do if Mu Heng will not be able to go to high school in the future. The boss of their group will not even be able to go to high school. Study hard, study harder by yourself, just to be able to teach Mu Heng how to study, it is really heartbreaking."

Xiong Ying looked at Zhu Mingcheng sobbing aggrievedly: "Don't mention that bastard again! After mentioning it once, I will see him once...I..."

Chu Baiyue patted Xiong Ying's shoulder sympathetically.

"Don't fight if you can't beat it. It's safer to admit it."

In Quantian Pavilion No. [-] Middle School, she has the closest relationship with Mu Heng. She was Mu Heng's class monitor back then, and she knows this strange character who has a personality that can alternate between bad and pure.

Zhu Mingcheng: "You are too sincere... I still remember that you specially dragged a large group of people to the gate of our Tiange No. [-] Middle School to block me, just to borrow my study notes to make up for Mu Heng. That scene—— Everyone bows—I almost thought that when I had a second personality, I would become the boss of your bad boys before I knew it."

Chu Baiyue: "You can't blame them. You haven't seen Mu Heng's appearance in junior high school. He changes his hairstyle every week to a particularly exaggerated hairstyle. He often highlights a new strange color. His clothes have holes and diamonds. Yes, a cigarette was pinned to his ear, and he even had six ear piercings. When he went to their school, he specially wore six earrings that could ring. bad."

"No, I also want to laugh a little."

Xiong Ying roared angrily, "You fucking keep laughing, and you never stop!"

Chu Baiyue covered her mouth: "No, no, you have to believe that I am a professional monitor, so I don't know how to laugh."

She walked to Zhu Mingcheng's side, but she couldn't hold back: "—unless I can't help it hahaha... I can laugh for ten years with the jokes created by Mu Heng!"

Zhu Mingcheng pushed glasses: "I am different, I can laugh forever."

The happy atmosphere gradually spread.

"..."

Ke Han always felt that the Mu Heng these people knew was not the same person as the Mu Heng he knew.

Does Mu Heng have pierced ears?

A normal classmate relationship should not pay attention to how many pierced ears his classmates have, right?

More students came over because of the topic about Mu Heng. From their few words, Ke Han seemed to have gradually touched the essence of Mu Heng's contradictions.

The backstage became more and more lively, more and more lively, and bursts of laughter burst out from time to time.

A total of 42 high school students participated in this program, from 41 first-level high schools in the province.

Although the students at the local high school didn't know about Mu Heng, they had more or less heard from the teacher that a certain student hidden in a middle school caused an abnormal increase in the school's excellent rate of admission to the bottom of the school that year, which sparked heated discussions within the education system. .

Although Mu Heng's name has not been spread, his legend will always exist in the hearts of teachers and students all over Jiangnan.

If you don’t study hard, there will be a god of learning next door to fool you into studying, so that you can’t even find the north, and you have to worry sincerely every day that the god of learning is not good at studying. Lectured to the god of learning, and finally learned the truth, tears could not fall, there was no place for grievances, and he died socially on the spot.

Ke Han was taken by these people so much that he almost forgot what Yan Zhao said just now.

The sound of music sounded in the not-so-empty backstage.

This is the music for the opening of the show, and then they will start to enter.

Chu Baiyue restrained her smile immediately, her posture was suddenly elegant and dignified, and the generous and kind expression on her face made people feel that she was an excellent student at a glance.

The real excellence is a kind of demeanor that comes out from the bones.

The remaining forty students were automatically ranked in order immediately after Chu Baiyue moved.

From their behavior, Ke Han can clearly see that this group of students has a certain basis for mutual understanding.

Just like when he was in PAYM, the top players always have intricate reasons and intricate experiences, and in the end everyone is so intricate that at least they all get to know each other.

The moment Chu Baiyue got used to the light, she was shaken by the light at the moment when she came on stage, but the expression on her face remained unchanged.

Until she gradually returned to normal and saw Mu Heng with half-closed eyes.

Mu Heng was also looking at her.

Not only did he read it, he also showed a devil-like smile.

The little tiger's teeth leaked a line, so white that people suspected that he was not a human being but a vampire.

Chu Baiyue: "..."

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little panicked.

calm.

Zhu Mingcheng, who was following her, was not in the same class as Mu Heng in junior high school, so Mu Heng's terrifying dominance didn't affect him too much.

He followed behind Chu Baiyue on his own, and entered his player's bench in order.

"Boom."

Someone fell?

As soon as Ke Han stepped onto the stage from the entrance, he saw Xiong Ying, who was in front of him, staggered and tripped over his right foot with his left foot.

The tall and burly young man fell face-to-face on the spot.

Several classmates next to him quickly helped him up, and even the backstage staff rushed up and kept asking this classmate if something happened, and if there was any problem with the stage setup.

After all, it is just a rehearsal now, and if there is any problem, it will really be irreversible after the actual recording.

Xiong Ying, who was being helped up, had complicated tears in his eyes.

Ke Han finally remembered that he forgot to tell the group that Mu Heng was sitting in the audience.

After remembering this incident, Ke Han looked at the front row of the entire team more or less stiffly.

The process is still going.

The staff popped up from time to time to guide everyone on things like where to go.

Mu Heng was sitting in the auditorium, but all eyes on the stage glanced at him "occasionally and inadvertently" and often collided with each other, causing sensitive people to wonder whether it was on stage or off stage.

It took Chu Baiyue a little time to return to the normal state of talking and laughing.

She also noticed the weird atmosphere around her.

Sure enough, Mu Heng is the kind of existence who is born to be able to forcibly turn the audience seat into a mentor position.

After going through the process one by one, Ke Han showed a very stage sense and program effect.

Seeing this, the staff member who had guided him before beckoned to find a small assistant and asked him to run to the camera control, and asked him to give Ke Han a few more shots appropriately, and the post-production effect would definitely be good by then.

This is really a natural lens darling.

Gee.

About the end of the process, Ke Han noticed that Mu Heng seemed to get up and leave the auditorium.

Not in the direction of the bathroom.

what happened?

Because of what Yan Zhao said before, Ke Han is now a little worried about Mu Heng's every move.

But he still followed the instructions of the staff and left the stage behind the other students, but the moment he left the stage, he walked towards the backstage door with a slightly anxious expression on his face.

There was a man in black who looked like a bodyguard at the door.

When Ke Han saw the other party, he directly bypassed the other party and tried to go outside to find Mu Heng.

But he still didn't go around in the end.

Because someone pushed a tall but surprisingly weak middle-aged woman with long hair over, completely blocking Ke Han's way.

When Chu Baiyue, who was about to chase after her, saw the middle-aged woman, her eyes moved slightly, she hesitated for a second, then stopped in her tracks, and pulled Xiong Ying who was about to go out to wash her face to calm down.

Just as Xiong Ying wanted to ask her what she was doing, Chu Baiyue slapped her with a "shh", signaling him to keep quiet.

The backstage door closed automatically, and Ke Han's figure disappeared outside the door.

"Don't go, Mu Heng may still be outside."

Xiong Ying even let out a distraught "Oh", and did not move obediently.

20 seconds later—

"Wait! Isn't it right?!"

Xiong Ying came back to his senses.

"Aren't I a victim? I should rush out and beat up that liar Mu Heng?! Why should I avoid him?"

Chu Baiyue stretched out a finger and shook it: "Friend, you have to beat Mu Heng first."

The arrogance that Xiong Ying had finally ignited was extinguished immediately.

"Yes..."

"But... I'm so unwilling, is my bad boy life ruined in his hands? Damn, damn... Why on earth is this damn study so attractive to me? Could it be that bastard? Did you curse us by sneaking in? If you don't study for a day, you'll feel bad. I didn't expect such a terrible curse to exist in this world..."

Chu Baiyue: "...you have to believe in science."

……

"Auntie, what do you want me to do?"

Ke Han looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him. It seemed that the years had not left too many traces of suffering on her body. Only the graying of her temples could reveal her true age.

They were brought here in a living room of the recording and broadcasting building, and were escorted by insiders who did not wear work badges.

It was impossible for Ke Han to follow, but he was blocked by several bodyguards in black who were following the middle-aged woman in a wheelchair, and the other party called out his name accurately—"Are you Ke Han? ?”

a question.

Can't tell the difference between happiness and anger.

But Ke Han's intuition told him that it would be safer to follow the other party, not to mention... this aunt looks a bit like Mu Heng.

The lack of security is because something happened to Mu Heng that made his mother come.

The door of the small meeting room was not closed, and two of the bodyguards in black consciously guarded the door, showing strong management quality and mobility.

Ke Han has also seen this kind of scene in PAYM, so he doesn't have much fear.

"I'm getting older, and I don't like to beat around the bush like I did when I was young."

The middle-aged woman in the wheelchair gracefully stroked the loose blue and white porcelain silk scarf on her shoulders, looked at Ke Han calmly, and said, "I know you are Mu Heng's classmate."

Ke Han: "Yes, auntie, can I ask where Mu Heng is? He just came out from the exit of the auditorium. I saw him come out. I need to tell him something, so I came out together."

The middle-aged woman smiled, but did not answer Ke Han's words. She just took out a stack of checkbooks from the small black classic handbag next to the wheelchair. The top one had already written various contents.

She said: "Here is 500 million, we hope you can help Mu Heng give up the math league."

"This......"

A very obvious confusion appeared on Ke Han's face.

"Ah, auntie, I..." He almost lost his grip on the emergency button in his pocket, and accidentally slipped to the bottom of his pocket.

The middle-aged woman smiled kindly, and took over the conversation: "Our Mu Heng has caused you trouble these days, and as a mother, I don't have much time to discipline him. If I have caused any trouble with your family, I am here to apologize to you. The money is just a thought, and I know you don’t need it, but money—who would want too much?”

Ke Han stared squarely at the middle-aged woman in front of him, not knowing what expression he should make.

He froze for a moment, and finally found a clue from the corner: "Auntie, can I ask why Mu Heng is not allowed to participate in the math league?"

"This is the only child left in our family. If he doesn't inherit the family business, how can we parents retire with peace of mind?" The middle-aged woman said with a smile, "He should treat me, his father, and our family. The workers under the industry should be responsible instead of chasing some illusory goals that many people are chasing. There are not many people who love knowledge, and there are not many people, but we only have one heir.”

"We don't have a choice."